"Starfleet is still recovering from our substantial losses during the Dominion war. Our exploration missions have halved, the size of starfleet has not been so small in decades. *He gestures to a view-port*

...There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail:
There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners,
Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and fought with me
That ever with a frolic welcome took
The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed
Free hearts, free foreheads you and I are old;
Old age had yet his honour and his toil;
Death closes all: but something ere the end,
Some work of noble note, may yet be done,
Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends,
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in the old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are,
One equal-temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

...Ulysses, Alfred Lord Tennyson, 1833.

To Strive for excellence,
To Seek new horizons
To find new life and new civilisations
And not to Yeild before adversity

Ladies and Gentleman, I present to you, The Ulysses A."

Captain Isaac Smith
Commanding Officer
USS Ulysses NCC-64271-A